Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 642

The blade rose again, gleaming as it arced down toward Stewart's wrist-

Briony's eyes widened in horror. "No!"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out. The bullet struck Ferdinand's hand-the one gripping the knife.

The blade clattered to the ground.

Ferdinand clutched his bleeding hand, whirling around-

Mary stood there, both hands wrapped around a black pistol, her eyes red with grief and rage. "Ferdinand, let them go!"

He stared at her for a long moment, then let out a bitter laugh. "Mary? Even you would betray me?"

Tears streaming down her face, Mary shook her head. "Ferdinand, I love you! But you've gone too far. So many people have already died because of you too many! Please, let this go!"

"You love me?" Ferdinand threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing off the rain-slicked rocks. "Mary, this is your love? Stabbing me in the back? You foolish woman!"

"I am foolish," Mary choked out, "for loving you, yes. But Ferdinand, I've never regretted it!"

Her hands trembled as she held the gun, fear making her whole body shake, but she stood her ground. "You saved me once, and that's why I agreed to be a surrogate for you. That was my way of repaying you. But Briony helped me too— saving her is how I repay her!"

Ferdinand found it almost funny.

He'd underestimated Mary.

even have it in you

pupils dilating

his heart. "Aim here. If you're going to shoot, make it count—because if I'm still breathing,

stooped, reaching for the fallen

Mary screamed, agony twisting her voice. "I mean it—I'll shoot, I

laughed,

whole body wracked with grief, the gun

blade once more and turned toward Stewart, Mary's

clenched her teeth, finger tightening

exploded.

Ferdinand square in

Mary hadn't pulled the

swaying, and then

"Ferdinand!"

pistol, stumbling forward with one hand clutching her pregnant

fell, he reached out and caught

For a split second, he gripped her, but gravity was merciless-his weight

he locked

his life, his Bryn never looked

closed his eyes, lips twisting into a sorrowful

high. The storm drowned out everything. When he fell, not

an echo returned.

yanked so

nearly tumbled after